Tag Archives: Memories

Lovely with Bitters

The quickness of the dawn Should never slow To my laziness, In regretting it is gone, I know it is lovely With bitters. The turn of gentle spring To heat, and gracious Autumn to cold, keeps My eyes in vigil … Continue reading

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Moonlight

  A late August evening – a still night Save for the orbiting of bugs to light. Leaps from busy minds to still hearts In memories of where love starts. Distance can grow without a stride Through sorrow held deep … Continue reading

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A Summer Memory – A Triolet

My memory – let summer sear So I may cherish winter’s core, Bosoms warmed from within sincere. My memory – let summer sear, This sweltering heat burns austere, Stifling catalysts evermore. My memory – let summer sear So I may … Continue reading

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Oversight

A bee sting, painful, burning – calls to mind my days of youth, yearning. As the pain dulls, I wonder at his power – of him who mistook me for a flower. Copyright © 2013 Shainbird. All rights reserved.

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Erik Satie Inspires Bastet and Shainbird

Note: Today, Bastet and I are trying an experiment together. We will each in our own choice of format write a piece inspired by Erik Satie’s Gymnopedies. She has chosen to paint words to Gymnopedie No. 3 for guitar and I have … Continue reading

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Of Late, I Think of Oxford

My eyes float away to coordinates unmapped By objects in plain view. Of late, I think Of Oxford and of trees sharing their domain With the sun’s rays, casting patches of gold And umber upon lawns immaculate as I float … Continue reading

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